The Golden Scar

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The Golden Scar

You wake with the taste of iron in your mouth, a metallic tang that coats the tongue like rusted wire, and you are lying in a bed that is not yours, in a room that smells of lavender and old dust, the walls a shade of pale, institutional beige that seems to absorb the light rather than reflect it. You are Major Thomas Bradshaw, or at least you were, until the morning the Ministry of Continuity...

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